Six Sunday #38 WIP

Welcome back for another fun Sunday. Thanks for sharing part of your day with me. Last week’s six was really well recieved so I’m sharing the very next six sentences today. Still haven’t chosen a title, must do that before Tuesday, but enough of my issues. Hope you enjoy the six!

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The courtesan Lottie Townsend would have instantly dismissed such a man for his lack of fashion. However, the woman Doris Gill judged him as the most interesting she had seen in years in Hyde Park or London.

Dark and impressively broad shouldered from this distance, his frequent smiles to those gathered about him hinted he was of an age far too young to be their father. He ruffled a boy’s hair, separated another squabbling pair, and then turned his attention to a little girl crouched upon the ground.

Her wail pierced the air and Doris winced. Such a shrill pitch augured a very large tantrum in the making, even from this distance.

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